Lydia the ditz

Lydia really wanted to try and move on from that whole situation. She felt so awkward watching Ethan finally tell Georgia all of those things, knowing that she would not reciprocate them. She had always know how Ethan felt about Georgia, she couldn't help but feel like he didn't disguise it too well. But she cared for Ethan, and wanted to try and distract the two of them from that discussion, at least until the could do it in private.

Trying to pretend that that conversation didn't happen, she picked up the dice and threw it onto the board. However, deep down she was still scared at how this was all gonna work out...

The dice came to a stop on a 3, moving Lydia's piece onto a red space, which meant Lydia was to undergo a mental change. Remembering the effect the last one had on her, her panic increased. Tentatively, she picked up a red card and read it aloud to the group.

Lydia: "You worry too much, try life on the ditzy side."

Georgia: Oh Lyd...

Lydia: Oh god... Am I gonna become some sort of idiot?

Ethan: Hang on, it only said ditzy, that doesn't necessarily mean stupid.

Lydia: Well then was does it mean Ethan! I'm scared!

Then, almost in the blink of an eye, the panic washed away from Lydia. She felt surprisingly calm, like there was no real reason to get stressed. In fact she felt quite happy about how things were going.

The group watched Lydia as she almost instantly began to relax. They guessed that the change must have hit her. But just how much had it affected her?

Georgia: Lyd? How are you feeling?

Lydia: (speaking in a higher pitch) I feel, like, sooooo much better now. Why was I even really worried, *giggle*.

Olivia: What. the. Fuck.

Lydia had not yet noticed her change. She was still the clever girl they all remembered, but now she had a noticeabley ditzy voice, complete with a giggle.

Lydia: What's wrong Livvy?

Olivia: Livvy? Oh come on, Lyd, surely you notice?!

Lydia: Wait, did I giggle just then? I've, like, never even giggled in my whole life!

Ethan: I don't remember you saying 'like' that much before too...

Lydia: So the game affected the way I talk? That's not even that, uh, bad.

Georgia: Did it affect your IQ? You're the smartest out of all of us!

Lydia: My brain feels ok, like, I can still think fine. It's just like the things I'm thinking get translated into this, like, silly voice.

Seb: See! you heard the girl, she said it's not that bad. I'm inclined to agree.

Lyd: *giggle*

Olivia: This thing just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

The atmosphere had changed in the room, there was a tension in the air between Ethan, Seb and Georgia, while everyone apart from Seb was a bit concerned about Lydia. Lydia, however, took no notice, seeming oblivious.

Seb: Look, it's my turn now. She seems fine. Right Lydia?

Lydia: I'm, like, great. Don't worry about me guys! *giggle*

Seb: Cool! I'm gonna roll then!

And with the others unable to argue, Seb rolled the dice.